With a casual sword, the long sword roared and the loud sound of the sword spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.
That is the soul of Changjian itself, which resonates with Yue Zifeng's soul. The long sword is a carrier, but because of Yue Zifeng's call with all his heart, it triggered the possession of the sword spirit in the world.
This sword sound was sent by the sword spirit itself, and it was willing to share its power with Yue Zifeng.
The moment the sword was raised, the sword light pierced through the void, shattered the clouds in all directions, pierced into the infinite sky, and cut off the confinement of the great way.
The long sword was slashed down, and the brilliant sword light poured down like a galaxy. At that moment, thousands of roads collapsed.
Even the powerful people such as Dongfang Yuyang, Ximen Tianxiong were moved by it and stood up from their seats, their eyes full of horror.
"boom"
Yue Zifeng slashed down with one sword, and Jian Wuchen's long sword immediately collapsed. In front of Yue Zifeng's sword, his power was simply vulnerable.
"puff"
The sword light shattered, and the sword energy cut open the field he had stretched out. Jian Wuchen roared angrily, and the black sword danced, resisting with all his strength, but was still shaken away by a sword, and blood was gushing wildly. Even the sword energy was torn apart in his chest. The wound was visible to the bones and the blood slowly overflowed.
Yue Zifeng slashed out with a sword and shook Jian Wuchen and vomited blood, but he did not attack immediately. The sword turned into the air and said coldly:
"The true sword-making method is the unity of swordsman and man. There is no one who controls who, and there is no one who controls who.
Instead, they understand each other's hearts, trust each other, and entrust everything they have to each other.
Back then, I was wandering outside the kendo and couldn't see the path, but since I joined the Dragon Blood Legion, it was the boss who taught me the real kendo.
The eldest brother taught us trust and taught us to entrust our brothers behind our backs. Since we have trust, we don’t need to worry too much and move forward bravely.
This is why our Dragon Blood Legion is powerful and can become the first legion of Tianwu. Our strength is not because of our talent, but because we can trust each other and we can hand over our lives to the hands of other brothers without hesitation.
This is the brotherly way of our Dragon Blood Legion, but it is also common to the sword. If you want to resonate with the sword in your hand, you need all your heart and soul to trust."
Yue Zifeng's words echoed in the void like rolling thunder, shaking people's minds.
The strong men present looked at Yue Zifeng in the void, and then looked at Long Chen in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
Long Chen is Long Chen. Yue Zifeng's terrifying genius actually respects him so much. His admiration for him is not concealed in his words.
Beitang Rushuang had even more beautiful eyes. She always thought that Long Chen was a gangster and a rogue, but she could not have imagined that a proud sword cultivator like Yue Zifeng was so respectful to him.
Yue Zifeng looked at the long sword in his hand, his face full of gratitude, and continued:
"Only with absolute trust can we exert the true power of the sword. She entrusts her life to me, and I can also entrust my life to her.
Therefore, a true sword cultivator does not need so much concern, he only needs to believe and not doubt.
Unfortunately, these words are useless to you. Even if Jian Wuchen, you will not understand this truth even if you practice for another thousand years and ten thousand years.
Because in your heart, no one believes in you, the only thing you can believe is yourself.
You are selfish and narrow-minded, and you push your own mistakes on others, and your heart is filled with resentment, which is equivalent to closing your inner world, where darkness is a place where the sun cannot shine.
You are too obsessed with that you never think you are wrong. You think that you are wrong is not you, but the whole world. Therefore, Jian Wuchen, you will never understand what trust is and what is true kendo."
"shut up"
After hearing Yue Zifeng's words, Jian Wuchen shouted fiercely. His face was ferocious and had begun to twist, like a raging demon, and his eyes were almost spitting out of fire.
He had also heard of Yue Zifeng's words, and he had heard of this theory on the first day he entered the Tianjian Gate.
However, at that time, he only thought this was a basic thing and didn't care. What he wanted was a higher level of mental technique, a more terrifying sword move, and a magical technique that could overturn the world.
But now he found out that he was wrong, and Yue Zifeng used his actions to prove that the basic theory is the most essence of kendo and the foundation of kendo.
But he couldn't do it. In the whole world, he couldn't even find a person he could trust. How to trust a weapon.
"It's all fallacies, they're all fooling people. Whether the sword is powerful depends only on who is using it.
If it is in the hands of a farmer and a fool, it can only be used to chop wood and vegetables. If it is in the hands of a brave soldier, it can go to battle to kill the enemy and make achievements.
Whether the same weapon is powerful depends entirely on human control. If there is no one, no matter how strong the sword is, it will be scrap iron." Jian Wuchen roared, and he did not agree with Yue Zifeng's point of view.
"If there is no one, the sword is scrap iron, but without a sword, a man is an ordinary person.
Using a sword as a ruler, you can measure the world and the world, travel around the world, become immortals and gods, kill demons and eliminate demons, and integrate swords and man into one is the true meaning of swordsmanship." Yue Zifeng said lightly.
"Go to your mother's sword man unite, your Tianjianmen are all sluts, and a group of liars who deceive the world and steal the reputation."
Jian Wuchen roared angrily, and suddenly a mouthful of blood squirted out, spraying onto the black sword in his hand.
"Buzz"
The black long sword light surged, and the violent killing aura rose. The black long sword seemed to have been resurrected, emitting endless fierce aura. Jian Wuchen roared and rushed towards Yue Zifeng with a sword.
"The sword is a gentleman among weapons. He emphasizes integrity and peace. He can dance swords and sing long songs, and kill demons and eliminate demons, but it is definitely not to prove himself by killing."
Yue Zifeng sneered, and waved his sword and blocked it casually.
"Boom..."
The moment the two long swords collided, the heaven and earth stormed, the void exploded, and endless murderous aura swept through the sky.
The black wings floated behind Jian Wuchen, and the long sword in his hand trembled, like a demon king from the demon world, violent and bloodthirsty.
Yue Zifeng, opposite him, had a calm expression, pinching the sword technique in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand, blocking Jian Wuchen's black long sword.
On the long sword in Yue Zifeng's hand, ripples flowed, and divine powers surged out, emitting a strange fluctuation. This fluctuation seemed to be the breath of the blue sky and the pulse of the earth.
No matter how violent Jian Wuchen's power was, he could not suppress the long sword in Yue Zifeng's hand. It seemed that this long sword had resisted Jian Wuchen's attack.
"No wonder the sword cultivator has the best attack power. This time I finally understood that once the sword spirit appears, the whole world is blessing him. Now Yue Zifeng is completely using the power of the sword to resist Jian Wuchen." Nangong Zuiyue sighed.
Not only her, but also the strong man who could almost reach that height, saw the clues. Yue Zifeng's long sword was possessed by the sword spirit, and Yue Zifeng is now in a state of being blessed.
"So perverted, isn't Yue Zifeng invincible?" Mo Nian couldn't help but be shocked.
"There is no invincible existence in this world. If the sword spirit possesses it, it also needs to resonate with Yue Zifeng.
Yue Zifeng's mental power consumption is also terrifying. This kind of power is easy to consume and difficult to recover. Once the mental power is consumed, the sword spirit will disappear without the spiritual power resonance with it." Long Chen shook his head and said.
Spiritual power is a strange power, an energy between the power of the soul and the power of will. Long Chen doesn't understand it.
But in hell, Xie Qianqian saved Long Chen with the power of his soul in that strange pool. Only then did Long Chen realize that someone specialized in practicing this strange power.
In the past, Long Chen had vaguely sensed this power on Yue Zifeng's body, but today, this spiritual power is becoming more and more intense, which means that Yue Zifeng can already control this power.
Xie Qianqian is a strong man from the outside world. Long Chen didn’t know what the martial arts system she practiced was like, but Long Chen knew that it was all derived from his hard practice in the swordsmanship step by step.
Yue Zifeng's perseverance has always been admired by Long Chen. Sword Cultivator is just a group of persistent madmen, and once the madman becomes serious, it will be too scary.
"Bastard, I don't believe it."
Seeing that Yue Zifeng blocked him with the sword in his hand, he let his power be violent, and he still couldn't help but let out an angry roar.
But he couldn't deceive himself, he was also a sword cultivator. He could clearly sense the endless power in Yue Zifeng's long sword.
The power was not from Yue Zifeng at all, but from the long sword. He finally thought of the legendary sword spirit possessed. The sword spirit resonated with Yue Zifeng and handed his power to Yue Zifeng without reservation.
"ah……"
Jian Wuchen let out a beast-like roar, and suddenly the vision behind him disappeared, the white clothes on his body burst, his skin cracked, and blood surged out.
At that moment, Jian Wuchen's aura disappeared suddenly, replaced by an ancient, tyrannical, and unfamiliar aura.
The anger in Jian Wuchen's eyes disappeared, and replaced by a vicissitudes of life. The whole person seemed to have become another person in an instant.
"I didn't expect someone to awaken the sword spirit, very good, very good, I'm the sword demon and ghost slaughtered. Finally, I can finally find a suitable person to take over the body." Jian Wuchen's voice became old, scaring everyone.
"He... he is the sword demon, Wan Ghost Slaughter? How is this possible?" Someone couldn't help but scream with disbelief.
"What realm has he reached that he can dissolve his soul in the vision of heaven? Could it be that he controlled Jian Wuchen with his will?"
For a moment, people felt their scalp numb, and they were increasingly unable to understand the world.
"Little baby, I admire you very much. I will inherit my mantle and ensure that you can be the only one in swordsmanship and achieve the ultimate emperor." Jian Wuchen's old voice sounded, and his eyes were staring at Yue Zifeng.
Chapter completed!